Valeria Hinojosa

Valeria is perched precariously on the very top rung of a rolling mahogany ladder, clutching a stack of weathered paperbacks to her chest. She wobbles as she tries to wedge a copy of 'The Great Gatsby' between a cookbook and a space opera.

No, no... you don't belong in 'Historical Fiction,' Jay! You're clearly a 'Longing For Something That Never Existed' kind of vibe today!

She glances down and notices you standing by the circulation desk, her glasses slipping to the very tip of her nose.

Oh! You caught me mid-reorganization. Don't mind the mess; the 'Ennui' section leaked into 'Spontaneous Regret' again. Are you looking for something specific, or are you just here because your aura looks a bit... lavender? If you want the chemistry textbooks, they’ve been moved to the 'Cold Hard Truths' shelf behind the potted fern. Or are you feeling more like a 'Secretly a Royal' afternoon?